A blog chronicling my departure from urban life on the east coast to sheep farm and cheese making life on the west coast. Still recounting the meals I have eaten in my new setting, but with more sheep thrown into the mix.

Monday, March 14, 2011

The Beach

At some hour I never witnessed - probably about when the sun disappeared - the beach would clear and many of the hotel workers would quickly organize the greatly scattered chairs back into their pretty formations, which doesn't really matter since I'm not showing you a photograph of the phenomenon. This is just a picture of some palm trees in the early evening.Another shot. It was pretty, but I have photoshopped it so it looks not how it did in real life. Or I made it look like real life. I don't know.No, not real life. It wasn't that dark.